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What I Mean By Nothing

What is wrong was the question

Everything, but nothing is how I said it

If only they knew how I meant it

Suffering from depression

Not knowing what world my head is in

Fed up with pointless lies

Sad and painful goodbyes

Constantly awaiting my time

As I dabble in more wrongs than rights

The idiotic trials of love with women

Tested until not one fuck is given

My sad excuse for existence

Always working to make a living

Yet never feeling alive

Drama and stress at an all time high

Due to family, friends and life

Self inflicted scars I must hide

Lost in space wondering where Iím going

Motivated only to share my problems in a poem

My never ending wish for it to all be gone

To simply just wishing for death to give me a call

But no Ö donít worry, nothing is wrong at all
OctoberArts
Written by OctoberArts (October)
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